It has involved 3
Primary schools, 2 Prep schools, 5 Secondary schools and 1 boarding school and
that’s just with 4 boys.

August 2013 marks a new start for me in my life. I no longer
have to do the school run as 14yo returns to the UK to return to full time
boarding to start his GCSE’s.

Technically there may be a few more school runs but they
will be collection and return from/to OR Tambo airport. The 18yo finishes
school in November but he drives now so no more involvement from me.

The last day of my school run career ended with me
dropping off all the uniform, returning all the school books, saying goodbye to
the admin staff that I’ve made friends with over the past near 3 years. One
last discussion on the English Premier league with Wendy in the school shop and
her love of Liverpool FC.

After a breakfast out, a few tears and the food shop, I
collected my son at 11am. He immediately changed out of his uniform, we washed
it one last time. He isn’t sad to leave the school, I’m not sad he’s left the
school.

But I do wonder for how long I’ll enjoy the lie ins in the
mornings before I get bored and hanker back to the routine of the past 17
years.